Today was the first day of school around here. Kenzie miraculously made it back last night from a trip to South Texas see her dad. She tells me she was the last one they let on the plane and were paging her in the Dallas/Ft. Worth airport. I can hear it now: "American Airlines paging...Please come to gate C22. Your plane is about to depart." Good old American giving her 40 minutes to get from the 30th row of one plane to another one two terminals away.
Anyway, back to school. Kenzie is off to her sophomore year with chemistry, Algebra II, cheerleading, and SGA awaiting (oh yes, driver's ed too). However, first priority I'm sure in the next week will be a dress for the Homecoming dance. A girl has her priorities...
Morgan started 6th grade today, her last of elementary school. They were both excited to go...well, sort of. Morgan was excited until yesterday when she might as well put the back of her hand to her forehead (in "old school" movie fashion) to say, "This is the last day of summer! I don't want to go back to school!"
I am glad that I had a day off before return to work after my medical leave. It was a real shocker to my system getting everyone out the door today. I'm exhausted, feeling the fatigue more today than I have any day previously.
Less than a week until they test my blood levels to see if all is well to move forward with the radioactive treatment. I'm ready to get on with it, ready to move on. I'm a bit worried that post-treatment I have unrealistic expectations. I'm hoping that I will beput on the right dose of thyroid medication and **poof** I'm on my way. With my Pollyanna hat firmly on.
I know one thing...the scan I'm having to see if the thyroid cancer is in my bones and lungs, I am just planning on them finding it. I'm sick of the whole "that's probably not going to happen to you" routine because it has all summer, i.e., thyroid cancer, the lymph nodes, and then how long I stayed in the hospital. I think I'll plan on it and then be pleasantly surprised if it is not. Most of you know I'm very optimistic in general, but this is how I've got to handle this scan for my own sanity.
OK, onto lunch now. What exciting non-milk, non-commerical bread, non-salt food item will I have today?
Anyway, back to school. Kenzie is off to her sophomore year with chemistry, Algebra II, cheerleading, and SGA awaiting (oh yes, driver's ed too). However, first priority I'm sure in the next week will be a dress for the Homecoming dance. A girl has her priorities...
Morgan started 6th grade today, her last of elementary school. They were both excited to go...well, sort of. Morgan was excited until yesterday when she might as well put the back of her hand to her forehead (in "old school" movie fashion) to say, "This is the last day of summer! I don't want to go back to school!"
I am glad that I had a day off before return to work after my medical leave. It was a real shocker to my system getting everyone out the door today. I'm exhausted, feeling the fatigue more today than I have any day previously.
Less than a week until they test my blood levels to see if all is well to move forward with the radioactive treatment. I'm ready to get on with it, ready to move on. I'm a bit worried that post-treatment I have unrealistic expectations. I'm hoping that I will beput on the right dose of thyroid medication and **poof** I'm on my way. With my Pollyanna hat firmly on.
I know one thing...the scan I'm having to see if the thyroid cancer is in my bones and lungs, I am just planning on them finding it. I'm sick of the whole "that's probably not going to happen to you" routine because it has all summer, i.e., thyroid cancer, the lymph nodes, and then how long I stayed in the hospital. I think I'll plan on it and then be pleasantly surprised if it is not. Most of you know I'm very optimistic in general, but this is how I've got to handle this scan for my own sanity.
OK, onto lunch now. What exciting non-milk, non-commerical bread, non-salt food item will I have today?
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